ALEK POV
Alpha Wyatt’s voice was still ringing in my ears, grating and arrogant, as if his whining would change the undeniable truth.
Amber was ours.
She had never been his sons to claim. Not in this life, not in any other.
And even if fate had played a cruel joke and tied her to one of his pathetic excuses for sons, we still wouldn’t have let her go.
Twisted as it was, my brothers and I had never been the kind to share her attention with anyone outside of us. We were selfish bastards when it came to her, always had been.
Amber belonged with us.
In our pack. In our arms.
And Hollowmoon could go to hell if they thought otherwise.
The tension in the room was thick as we made our way toward the meeting hall. Aaron and Alan flanked Amber as we moved, our bodies curling
